I look and there’s a letter on the table beside her. I sigh. This means Bridget will be the one driving.She links her arm with mine as she drags me out to the car, “I won’t crash. Don’t worry.”I smile but the smile doesn’t reach the depths of my heart. It barely sparks any humor in me even.As we
Bridget is twitching where she’s seated. She drove us to a diner and had the employees clear the restaurant so we could have it all to ourselves. I said there was no need for that, but her response was simple, “You’ll hate yourself if I take you home and we miss the rest of what we have planned fo
Ares knows nothing about me or Malachi more than what he’s seen or been told. He’s a reliable source to tell me I'm crazy and maybe getting a total stranger to tell me I'm crazy is what I need.His footsteps announce his arrival, dragging me out of my thoughts. He deposits the haul of a small mound
Hi again very special reader (✿◡‿◡)It is your very grateful author here, first to apologize for the irregular updates. This story is taking me to very unexpected directions, and sometimes i need a break to thoroughly think of what to do.Also, Malachi cutting and dyeing his hair just to get into An
Bridget’s pov.“We’re only going to do this once right?” Ian kisses the side of my neck, stealing quivers from my lips and infusing a shakiness into my limbs as I dig my hands into his hair. I ask as I arch up against him, “We’re only doing this to get it out of our system? Right?”The answer I get
We are crazy.Me especially, because I know all the signs of seduction. Wasn’t I just judging some guy for getting seduced the day I met with David in the diner?I could see it from a mile away that Ian’s heavy gaze wasn’t just because he was still annoyed at how Tieran had dismissed him yesterday,
Antonia’s pov.“Ian is acting so rude.” Bridget is staring straight ahead as she drives but I know she can hear me. I’ve never been one to use my tongue in a sharp way so I don't know how to do it and I’m sure if I was to get angry and lash out at Ian, I might not get my point across and it would f
I see Bridget stiffen beside me and it makes me chuckle, because she does not like Malachi. Not one bit. But I'm going somewhere with this.“Him being attractive doesn’t directly equate to me being unattractive though. He can make me feel like that, but as long as I do not believe it then we’re okay